Is it any wonder that when your husband, before leaving for vacation, leaves a note for the mailman with a polite request to hold your mail until the 23rd, that said mailman will, indeed, hold it until the 23rd? With, you know, both copies of Harry Potter?
One more reason why I love my husband-- he is sure to provide comic relief. But boy, it will be a while before he lives this one down.
Edited to add: By request of the subject of the above, I am now making it clear that he (the subject, aka beloved husband), knowing that books are shipped via that brown company (they even sent the tracking number, see?), asked the mailman to hold the mail until Monday rather than Saturday so that we wouldn't have to deal with junk mail accumulated over the vacation week, and could enjoy the books instead. And that he (subj, husbnd) didn't know that the books were shipped via the brown company to our friendly neighborhood post offices for delivery with regular mail. He felt it was very important for all of you to know that. Personally, I think that's kinda cute. Whatdayathink?